The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1887-03-17
hsHIyIs,sgHags or ARCHER.
not So Pleasing a View of National
IdoI-HOw He Won His Stakes.

not So Pleasing View of National
IdoI-HOw He Won His Stakes.
Round the principal entrance of the
Grand hotel in Trafalgar square was
grouped swarm of menials, who did not
seem to trouble themselves over much
about the incoming guests But now
hanson approached with the rapidity OF
Lightning, the cabman pulled up his horse
sharply and OUT stepped young man,
tall and slim, wearing an overcoat
trimmed with astrakhan reaching down
to his heels. He cast dull, tired look
around him; it was Fred Archer. You
recognized him Immediately by his thin,
pale face, the upper lip slightly raised,
pushed up by the two front teeth. Now,
what clearing of the decks by the serv-
antsl A prince of the blood would not
have not have been better received. The
hanson cab driver beamed with delight
at having brought such an illustrious per-
sonage, and gave the hotel servants full
particulars as to how, when and where ne
had been so lucky as to pick up the great
Fred
Two hours afterward, when the sale
manager of the Grand hotel was full, all
heads turned simultaneously to see Mr..
Frederick Archer enter the room. He
was in evening dress, and looked exceed
ingly well. His cleaning linen set off
the paleness of his complexion; his black,
shiny hair was carefully but simply
parted--in fact, there was not a detail of
his elegant toilet which was not perfectly
correct. Mr.. Archer, formerly stable
lad, looked at that moment like the most
distingue of gentlemen. If, however, you
went and seated yourself at his table, by
the side of Capt. Barclay, his constant
acolyte, you speedily saw that Fred
Archer's distinction was only superficial.
Sneering (ricanant also means ''giggling'O
every moment, and Harding his remarks
with the most malapropos oaths, he spoke
in drawing and nasal tone OF his VIC
tories, his bets, of all which concerned him
personally.
1t was money which concerned him
most. Frederick Archer was very miser-
ly, and the other jockeys, his rivals, say
that the great sobriety which distin-
guished him was the result less of virtu-
Gus tendencies than of horror of ''part-
ing" Like all true misers, Archer not
only wanted to keep all he had made but
to make as much more as possible. 1t is
principally owing to this characteristic
beyond a doubt that he has died 'Sten
times a millionaire. Other English
jockeys have earned large sums; Archer
is the only one among them who knew
how to keep his money.
Archer always had the best mounts.
Other jockeys wer" just as good, but he
was the fashion, until the public began
to believe that there was only one jockey,
only one Archer, in the world. Archer
had plenty of spirit, and his method was
a successful one; but the principal eX-
pertS of the English turf say that he often
lost races through being over confident.
His great endeavOr was to ''finiSh'' bril-
liantly; this often gave him the appear
ance of winning by a tour de force race
which another jockey would have been
content to carry off without posing"
Being a nervous man, Archer lacked
"head''; Tom Cannon was greatly his
superior in this respect; so too was George
Fordham in his prime. 1t is particularly
in connection with jockeyship that one
can quote Larochefoucald: Nothing sue
ceeds like Success" Archer's career
proves TN Delille in Paris Figaro